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Show HALL MOLLY MARRY? xrrFPTS WHEELER'S BUSINESS OFFER; By BARTON PLAYS HAND IN LOVE GAMEj InI.NG. an actor, by ln pr 10ve of Manning. W0T " r manufacturer, hlm- foEBLE ;, . u tl,n .m,v C work in In, .actury as It 10 (lL-,. Malt. PTuN rrhK.:Ct. an--Kn; of Mollv- is execut- tiSSsr " . , Bcn'a steady voice, l" Dt ? nis.n. ., .Molly, I I'Uioye with --!"ir road r.t ,r .f you get mter- F" , Molls f l s"Ud Sround 1 t B-n's offer of work Hl J "under her at the S works needing her !?r?1ln mter.-st.-d I - KifSSpI'rv office rlr.nS l. l;Suin.5tr,.i..n building rmSc by Billy Barton-?V" Barton-?V" the steady champ of Vtrrluifr out knives, razors. f U- world. How AFwas from th. garish Jf' i mo think along W'd gbc res at. Ij lo ked at K. ,h-drhlngy..iinS pow. r !t ifldustry and I M'dvale fit- to bis pr-mls. "strictly A'lSInU :ii:--l n- .r'y.a.l h. . Kvhen Barton, the architect, KtecuK the distribution of of- K ft OUt, v OU t) S.:ld Krvay "I can't l...lli.-r witn Ehtnc and furiiishuiK " K Ld Pone. Molly and Billy! HvciM each other.. iK., - since the night ot tffair. when Hcnnings had :Hd1K to the station in his e.,r. .'Kpm!'.- ''! I 'ukThave sun? with deep- ; ,K-Vr "' "' 1 Ep b ond over the big i tHtting wherr ).er room should Hfctthrr Wheeler's private of- j Kij tave :"id aC',-,.' T ! r5T Let's what?" It was Ben Wheeler who spoke. For once there was no clash any-Where. any-Where. Her mind and Blll's struck! sparks and Inspiration from each Ath.T Hnn nr.. 111. 1 o. w.rr .-,o r. ..rf.Klnm fhe other caught i up solved it and I tossed it back again, j It Was delicious and stimulal ing she was creating. Working with strength' I to upbuild serving Jien Wheeler, help- ! ling Billy, learning a lot. "By Jove," exclaimed Barton, glancing glanc-ing at his watch Five o'clock. I swear 1 never worked so well or en-i joyed it so much before." I "I either. Bill, your face is pink with excitement. " "And jour eyes shine like like what's those stones they wear in rings? I say. work's a regular jab when you love it." "An inspiration." "You're an inspiration, Molly." "Weil, let call It the work plus you plus me" "All light, let's." And the two i clasped hands beamingly. 'Let's what"" It was Ben Wheeler I who spoko, suddenly from the doorway, door-way, his Keen glance, taking in every- ! thing at a sweep. (To s- Continued) Copyright. 1922. N E A Service) I . i |